I'm tired and weary I can't go on
I see myself laying down
In the grass maybe by a pond.
Body is getting heavy
hands are becoming wet
I just put my life on the line for a stupid little bet.
Be strong for me for this is not a show
I would tell you what happened but you wouldn't want to know.
My hand is loosening from you.
My life is sitting in your hands
Please don't let me go
your suppose to be a man
I'm looking down
I can tell your getting tired
so just let me go
If you never tell anyone
no one will ever know
I'll push away and I promise not to cry
Just don't look or stare into my eyes
i liked this one. like if i try to put this poem into a situation i kinda see him holding u over a ledge and u not wanting to be pulled up. but maybe u do and everything ur telling him is just to inspire a guilt trip. it was good either way